Holding the handful of robbery sand in one hand, the hook channel people firmly believe in the power of their unique skill.

The problem is that he still needs two or three breaths to use his skills; this is not a water arrow ice cone, which can produce instantaneous moments in seconds. The greater the power, the longer the preparation time is required. This is the rule of the way of heaven.

Sword Cultivator, the time you grab!

As the smoke rose from the first day of the first lunar month, the green pig strengthened its attack. When the thick smoke under the Great Ganlin technique began to spread, the green pig disappeared, and a little golden light shot out, and Li Ji began to have no choice but to force without reservation.

Two breaths, this time, which usually seems to be very short in Gouqu, is now extremely slow and difficult, as if it is two years;

Two breaths means that he will withstand more than twelve flying swords, either rushing or rushing, stabbing or slashing, slashing or slashing, with a tricky angle and elusive;

He needs to do his best to escape, he needs to spend his energy to control magic weapons to defend himself, he needs to throw out talismans from time to time to make up for loopholes, and he also needs to make up for body protection techniques at any time, but he has no time and energy to use the secret technique that only requires two breaths?

‘I was careless! Sure enough, no one could have reached this point?’ This person was so powerful that he only saw him in his life in the sword cultivator.

He was also a decisive person. He knew that the deadline was approaching, but he did not hesitate at all. He shouted a clear rebuke. After throwing out the strongest defensive talisman in his hand, he forced himself to use the secret technique, and at the same time threw out the robbery sand that had been holding in his hand.

Facts have proved that fighting is ultimately based on strength and strategy, not just by fighting hard; after a breath, without the control of the monk, all the defenses of the hook canal were broken, the magic weapon was hit, the talisman was cut off, and the body protection technique was pierced;

The robbery sand began to show its shape in the air, but a little golden light flashed in from the ribs of the hook canal, followed by the second and third sword light... The robbery sand that had just revealed its shape no longer changed, and then turned into a piece of sand and gravel and slowly fell down.

Before the opponent casts the strongest spell, hold him back and kill him. This is Li Ji's favorite thing to do.

‘I probably never have the potential to be a hero. The heroes who only take action when the opponent is the most powerful and powerful moves are not something I can understand.’ Li Ji thought to himself.

The essence of fighting is to bully the weak with the strong, bully the weak with the masses, and to be prepared with the intention... This has been the case for thousands of years.

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Jiu Chuan looked at the extinguished soul lamp, and a strong sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart drowned him. He slowly stood up and walked out of the Yin and Yangli Hall. He knew that this hunting against the Xuanyuan Sword Sect had failed.

Gouqu is the disciple with the highest fighting ability and strongest fighting ability in Qianzhao Temple this time.

In the world of cultivation, it is very difficult to find monks who are dedicated to the Tao and long for immortality; but it is too difficult to find monks who are talented but willing to give up the Tao, give up immortality, and practice arts wholeheartedly but are indifferent to the Dharma. Such people are called thugs, Xuanyuan and Qianzhao Temple.

Qian Zhao spared no effort to cultivate an outstanding thug. Otherwise, why would a small fusion monk have those strange means?

The Iron-winged Emperor Bee was obtained by an uncle who accidentally. In order to help Gouqu domesticate bee colonies, the temple provides precious blood food free of charge. He also deliberately finds masters outside the temple to help Gouqu domesticate.

The sand essence was wrong in the Yellow Minimal World and took three years to collect it. I also reluctantly gave it to Gouqu. My brothers helped me refine it, find the eyes of the Earth Demon, and find the place where the wind is strong. Without the help of these golden elixirs Huangzheng, how could Gouqu be completed by himself?

This has made such an excellent thug, especially the methods of Gouqu, which are aimed at Xuanyuan and have miraculous effects on sword cultivators. This has been proven by countless battles.

It can be said that among the thirty-seven disciples selected, he almost held half of his hopes for Gouqu, which was also the confidence he had to finally complete the hunting of Xuanyuan. But now, Gouqu is actually dead?

He really couldn't think of the reason for his failure. With his understanding of sword cultivators in his past century of entanglement with Xuanyuan, even if Gouqu faces a genius like Wu Xingxi, he is more than 70% sure to win the battle; not to mention the help of the other three factions, Xuanyuan sword cultivators are likely to be in a situation where continuous combat magic power is insufficient?

How could it be? How is it possible?

Now there are only three people left on Qian Zhao's side, and the situation is over and irreversible.

He is now going to Shangshi to receive his own punishment.

The entire Nine Palace plan was made by him, and he made suggestions to the senior officials of the temple, the overall strategy he formulated, and the disciples he selected to enter the palace.

He bears his own mistakes, and monk Qian Zhao never lacks the courage to admit his mistakes.

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In the world of turning around again, all monks saw the shocking contrast, black and blue, three to three.

Qian Zhao's side completely lost confidence because Li Ji was randomly again. This time he met an acquaintance - Bai Xiaogu.

"I need this spiritual jade to restore mana." Li Ji said calmly and seriously.

"Okay, if my senior brother needs it, I still have some extra spiritual jade here. I wonder if my senior brother needs it?" Bai Xiaogu only mentioned the spiritual jade, not the reply to the great pill, because unless there is a close relationship, no one will easily use other people's pills. Only by being cautious can the monk live longer.

"Thank you, one is enough."

Li Ji sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a spiritual jade in each of his left and right hands, and began to resume absorption.

These are his last two spiritual jades, but the entire Nine Palace battle is coming to an end, and three blue dots can be solved with up to two more battles.

The last game, the cultivator Qian Zhao, was undoubtedly the strongest opponent he encountered when he entered the Nine Palaces, and could force him to the point of using external moves; the black powder was the gunpowder left in the Shanyin Li clan of Xuanyuan Longtou, and he did not expect to have a wonderful skill here.

Although the inexplicable sand-like object that Cultivator Qian Zhao finally tried to use even though he failed in the end, Li Ji could also feel a sense of extreme danger from it. Although he didn't know what it was, he still carefully collected these black sand. The rings of the disciples of the great sects all had an annihilation restriction. Since they could not touch the corpse, it would be good to pick up some thrown spoils.

Bai Xiaogu looked at the sword cultivator with a little enviousness from a distance. He didn't expect that the sword cultivator he met by chance was Xuanyuan's top swordsman. How many people he killed until now? It's chilling to think about it.

This time, the sect’s decision to lean towards Xuanyuan was really correct. If it weren’t for this, could he pass this level of sword cultivator more than ten days ago? Although he was very confident in his own strength, he still did not dare to think about this issue.
Chapter completed!